What did Twyla Tharp mean by: Without passion, all the skill in the world won’t lift you above craft. - Twyla Tharp Choreographer · USA Copy
+ That’s what improvising is like for me. There’s no tollbooth between my impulse and my action. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Twyla Tharp, Action, Impulse, 0 - Twyla Tharp Choreographer · USA
+ You don’t get into the mood to create – it’s discipline. Feraz Zeid, June 25, 2023December 12, 2023, Twyla Tharp, Discipline, Mood, 0 - Twyla Tharp Choreographer · USA
+ In the end all collaborations are love stories. Feraz Zeid, July 17, 2023December 12, 2023, Twyla Tharp, Collaboration, Love Story, Stories, 0 - Twyla Tharp Choreographer · USA
+ In order to be creative, you have to know how to prepare to be creative. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Twyla Tharp, Creative, 0 - Twyla Tharp Choreographer · USA
+ To embrace luck, you have to enhance your tolerance for ambiguity. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Twyla Tharp, Embrace, Luck, Tolerance, 0 - Twyla Tharp Choreographer · USA
+ You double your intensity with skill. Feraz Zeid, July 12, 2023December 12, 2023, Twyla Tharp, Intensity, Skills, 0 - Twyla Tharp Choreographer · USA
+ Limits are a secret blessing, and bounty can be a curse. Feraz Zeid, November 6, 2023December 26, 2023, Twyla Tharp, Blessing, Limits, Secret, 0 - Twyla Tharp Choreographer · USA
+ Creativity is a habit, and the best creativity is a result of good work habits. Feraz Zeid, December 23, 2023January 10, 2024, Twyla Tharp, Art, Creativity, Habit, 0 - Twyla Tharp Choreographer · USA
Love, slow and gradual in its growth, is too much like friendship ever to be a violent passion. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Only when a book is written out of passion is there much hope of its being read with passion. - Jean Fritz
The art of poetry is to touch the passions, and its duty to lead them on the side of virtue. - William Cowper Poet · England
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless. - Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
Me, rule? Me, place the State under my law, when my feeble reason no longer rules even myself! - Jean Racine Playwright · France
When I’m carried away, isn’t it clear that my heart contradicts my mouth? - Jean Racine Playwright · France
By dying I wanted to maintain my honor, and hide a flame so black from the daylight! - Jean Racine Playwright · France
